“Well,
The first half of this game was ...as have been my last 4 games now...absurdly one-sided dice rape. I mean really. My opponent was knocking me over at will one one-die blocks and breaking my armor with no difficulty. Meanwhile I fumble the ball pick-up 4 turns in a row.
Suffice it to say that I end the half down 0-1.
The second half sees some decent dice for me for the first time in recent memory, and despite starting out the half playing 9 vs 11, I manage to sneak downfield with the ball. I put my Runner with the ball one space away from the endzone on turn 6, afraid to GFI. My opponent manages to one-die blitz, POW, dodge, GFI GFI, then dodge GFI GFI, all with no rerolls of course, ending up with not one but two players marking my ball carrier, and my guard lying on the ground out of reach.
I bring up another player for the assist, and try to one-die blitz my way into the endzone...Skull. Furthermore, my runner is KO'd.
My opponent has no trouble pushing back my other player and grabbing the ball, tossing it downfield to his Minotaur...but my other Runner, the ball hawkish Phone Sex, steps in front of the pass for a pick!
Woohoo! I say as I make a couple blocks to clear the way....
I send my Troll Slayer down to take care of the minotaur that is marking my runner...of course he eats my last re-roll. But he gets the job done.
This leaves my runner with a chance to deliver the ball downfield to the mighty Mix Tapes, Dwarven Longbeard.
I elect to GFI twice rather than pass and catch, and it works out fine.
There is mighty Mix Tapes just 5 spaces away from a rare Long Beard TD.
I take him up to the endline and pause for dramatic effect....
At this time, a chill comes down my spine.
I know what's going to happen!
I write to my opponent:
"10-1 he falls over, and dies!"
One click later...I 'm glad to say that I just missed in my dire prediction.
It was merely an SI, not an outright death.

Thanks for an enjoyable game Nehver!
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